Xianxia

I was the greatest prodigy among the immortal sects.

Then the junior disciple I trusted most drugged me, destroyed my cultivation, and imprisoned me in a sunless dungeon, where I became a plaything for a pack of beasts.

They fastened specially made chains around my limbs and found new ways to violate me.

They took pleasure in watching my once flawless body become covered in bruises and filth.

My master came to rescue me.

They cut off her hands and feet, put her in a jar, and brought her before me.

“Do you see?

No one can take you away from us.”

“We’re the ones who love you most in this world.”

“You’re no longer the exalted Holy Maiden of the Taixuan Sect, while we remain the most distinguished men in the cultivation world.

Despite that gulf between us, we’re willing to humble ourselves and share you.

What more could you possibly want?”

After endless torment, I finally found an opportunity to detonate the spiritual energy remaining inside me.

At last, I managed to die.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my junior disciple brought me the medicine.

My eldest sect brother, who was to become my cultivation partner, brought home a woman.

For her, he succumbed to worldly desire.

Once he had tasted it, he could not stop.

But I could see that she was a demon cultivator wearing human skin.

When I exposed her before everyone, she stripped off her skin and destroyed herself.

My sect brother hated me for it.

He said I had ruined her chance to become human.

Later, after he attained immortality, he destroyed our sect, tore out my immortal bones, crippled my cultivation, and shut me in a dark dungeon to torment me day after day.

When I woke again, I was back on the day before I exposed them.

This time, I would not stand in the way of his love.

As he wished, my sect brother abandoned cultivation and went into the mortal world to live as a man.

After ten years in fandom, I transmigrated into a cultivation world as the female side character everyone hated.

“I order you to apologize to Junior Sister,” Senior Brother said.

“Before I apologize, there’s something you should know.

Junior Sister ships our founding matriarch with her partner.

She even called them a match made in heaven—a talented man and a beautiful woman.”

Senior Brother immediately rounded on her.

“You tasteless fool!

How is that freeloading pill-brewer good enough for our matriarch?”

I handed him a pile of miniature portraits of the matriarch and other merch, then clasped his hand.

“Exactly!

Our queen shines alone!

When will that pill-brewer learn to stand on his own?”

My fellow stan burst into tears and hugged me tight.

Then he stuffed a heap of magical artifacts and spirit stones into my arms.

The system was stunned.

“Host, do you realize you just got everything the heroine spent six months working for?”

I took a cigarette from the system inventory and lit it.

“A rival this weak?

I can take her out in one hit.”

Does transmigrating into a vicious female supporting character mean you have to survive by clinging to the male lead?

Faced with the battered, humiliated male lead, Yu Tai smiles and opens with a live demonstration: sleeping with him.

Worried about a romantic clash with the original heroine?

Yu Tai glances at a certain demon beast she raised like her own daughter and sighs.

Ever heard of a heroine who insists on taking human form as a man?

And when Yu Tai’s identity as a demonic cultivator is exposed, plunging her into an unprecedented crisis?

The male lead she thought was weak merely flicks a finger, destroying half the cultivation world in a single blow.

???

Yu Tai: Is there something wrong with this novel I transmigrated into?

I was undergoing my lightning tribulation, on the verge of ascending.

A young herbal apprentice came up the mountain to gather herbs and was struck by the tribulation lightning.

Our fates became entangled, and I granted him three wishes.

Anything was possible, provided it defied neither Heaven’s law nor human morality.

His eyes shone.

“Lady Fox Immortal, my first wish is to take you as my wife.”

I agreed.

As we bowed to Heaven and Earth, we both vowed to have only each other for the rest of our lives—to be kind to one another, to weather hardship together, and never to part.

Only later did I learn that mortals could make empty promises.

Once we spirits swore a vow, however, we had to keep it to the end.

My Eldest Senior Sister was a brilliant talent, yet she died young, a victim of schemes and conspiracies.

My Little Junior Sister was charming and lovely, yet she died after being possessed by a Demon Creature and suffering endless torment.

Then there was me-the plain, unremarkable Second Senior Sister of the Sect. I never drew any attention, but I lived long enough.

Eventually, I became the Sect Ancestor, taking on countless disciples. I finally passed away peacefully of old age, surrounded by the weeping of my many students and their successors.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to my youth.

At that time, Eldest Senior Sister was already the Prodigy everyone looked up to, and Little Junior Sister had just joined the Sect.

The two of them hadn’t yet become bitter rivals over a man; they were still sisters who loved and cared for one another.

Looking at the two of them in their prime, I made a firm resolution:

I still need to keep my head down. As long as I lay low and survive long enough, the Magical Artifacts and immortal elixirs will all be mine eventually.

However, this time around, both Eldest Senior Sister and Little Junior Sister took a liking to visiting my place.

Eldest Senior Sister once asked me with a heavy heart,

“Second Junior Sister, he always says that Little Junior Sister is better than me. I know it’s not her fault, but I still feel a spark of jealousy. Am I truly that terrible?”

I replied, “Eldest Senior Sister, one thought leads to divinity, another to the demonic. Has he caused a heart demon to take root in you?”

Eldest Senior Sister’s expression turned solemn, and she cupped her hands toward me in respect.

“Thank you, Junior Sister. I have learned much from your words.”

She turned around and immediately broke off her engagement with her Fiancé.

Little Junior Sister also came to me to complain, looking lost.

“The Senior Brothers have all given me so many things. Sometimes I really can’t use them all, but I’m afraid of offending people, so I rotate through them every day. It’s much better here with you, Senior Sister; it’s always so peaceful. But don’t you find it a bit lonely?”

I hummed in agreement and gave a gentle answer.

“I don’t like letting too many people into my life. I think things are perfect just as they are.”

Little Junior Sister dithered for a moment, her eyes shimmering with envy.

Later on, she started becoming someone not to be trifled with, systematically removing a great many people from her life.

Ironically, those people were the ones who refused to let go.

During the Immortal Sect Grand Competition, I cut out half my Golden Core to save my arch-rival, Gong Hegui, a man everyone else avoided like the plague. Three months later, my sect demanded my remaining half-core to extend the life of the “Child of Destiny.”

On the very day they were forcing me onto the sacrificial altar, Gong Hegui blocked the Sect Gate, Marriage Contract in hand, and declared he had come to marry me.

I was the worst student in the Joyful Union Sect.

And yet the Chief Disciple of the Sword Sect claimed me as family, saying I was his long-lost little sister.

The cool, otherworldly Immortal Lord Xie said he wanted to make it up to me.

So I lied and told him I was gravely ill, and that I needed dual cultivation with him to stay alive.

Just like that, I landed the number one spot on my must-eat list.

Later, when I truly couldn’t take another bite, I had no choice but to confess:

“I’m not sick at all. I just wanted your body. But now I’m tired of sleeping with you.”

I thought Xie Lingyu would hate me to death once he learned the truth.

But when I turned around, I saw him holding a huge bag of aphrodisiacs, expressionlessly pouring them down his own throat.

“It’s all right. Now it’s Yanyan’s turn to help her big brother with his illness.”

Me: “???”

After my Senior Sister died, Master brought back a Seductress Spirit.

The Seductress Spirit looked exactly like Senior Sister, only far more alluring.

Seductress Spirits were wanton and wicked by nature. All she had to do was crook a finger, and my senior brothers would slip in and out of her bedchamber night after night.

She had stolen Senior Sister’s face and used it to do every filthy, degrading thing imaginable. I hated her to the bone.

But when I went to kill her, she took out a plum candy and spoke in a voice gentle enough to bewitch me:

“Since I’ve already used this skin, I have to fulfill its original owner’s dying wish.

“Seductress Spirits have their own rules. But do you want to avenge your Senior Sister with your own hands?”

My senior brother was both pitiful and broke.

His sect had been destroyed, his master captured, and his junior brothers and sisters were missing.

As for him, he carried a battered sword on his back and would go hungry for three days after every meal.

Even so, he still kept me by his side and bought me big steamed buns to eat.

“Once you remember your parents’ names, make sure you pay me back!”

“Mm-hmm!”

I prayed in secret that I must have been born into a wealthy family, so I could properly repay Senior Brother.

But before I could regain my memories, Senior Brother lost me again.

All he left behind was a bag of steamed buns and a letter.

[Dongze will execute my master at the Four Regions Assembly. I have to go save him.

[After I leave, eat the buns sparingly. You don’t have to pay me back anymore.]

I sobbed until my heart felt torn apart, clutching the letter as I chased after him.

But in my carelessness, I missed my footing, rolled down a hillside, and struck my head.

And then I remembered.

I was originally from Dongze.

And the Dongze Sect Leader who was going to execute Senior Brother’s master was none other than my father.